10 things I hate about you,
I don't know where to start...
No-one looked at what she did,
Or listened to what she said...
If she disappeared,
If one day, she just wasn't there...
Crouched in a corner,
Head in her hands...
Invisible tears,
Run down her cheeks...
I sit and think carefully,
Thoughts pacing my mind...
You're not worth tears,
You're not worth being upset...
They picked on her,
And thought it was cool...
This is a poem,
About the day she died...
My stomach lurched as he said those words,
"Your daughter's going to die."...
He bit my neck,
Until it was bleeding and sore...
I feel sorry for you,
So I'll pretend...